Sherman City :

now we live in domes, and our dome's the dome that always snows

down on me, i guess she caught what was coming for me

she lets me braid her hair, but she never lets me pick out what she wears

who's that guy tellin lies behind your junior high?

he turns me on

learned to dance to the mountain song out on that grass

i think i made juanita laugh

she says we'll wake up tomorrow in the parking lot at rainbow

but everytime i see an eagle, it's a filthy fucking seagull

grab my clothes and tap my toes

i tell myself this ain't no place like rome

i know that rome's the place she always goes

down on me, and it's not just gravity

because i tell her things and things that sound the way that james brown sings the sex machine

i feel good now that you're gone

and outside the club is where we spill our drinks in memory of

all those guys that didn't make it till the dawn

she says we'll wake up all bloody in the parking lot at friendly's

but everytime i chase a squirrel it rips apart my world

i grab my clothes and blow my nose

i sell myself this ain't no place to jones

and she's proud of her sound-proof bedroom

it gets so loud, there's like thirty threesomes

and hey jones beach don't you freak when you see me

I MC sweet lemme free your party

and the boombox rocks and the microphone shocks

keep this talk inside these blocks

rooftop cops and the deadbolt locks

keep these rocks inside these socks

if we're really gonna wait, baby can't we take a shower

you look just like an otter when i push you underwater